Check this out. I was alone last night. I got half a buzz on. Being a dude. Well, a dude like me. I'm horny all the time. So I get on the internet. Maybe I'll call one of these escort girls. There must be plenty in Los Angeles. I go on this random web-site. I'm looking at prices. Holy shit! I don't think so. Maybe an all nighter when it's my birthday or something. Anyway, now I'm curious. I start poking around. I run into the men's section. I'm looking at some of these dudes. I'm thinking. I'm way better looking than a lot of these guys. I'm 5'11" 175. Clean, athletic. I could do that job. Shiiiiit, I'll charge the going rate similar to the man. So I fill out the application provided. I submit a pic with a pick up pitch like I`m a chick magnet.
All of sudden I'm Fonzy. They'll mention my name and Rico Suave in the say sentence. I'm going to feel like a 1965 Beatle. I can't wait! I'm going to get my bone smooched every night. Then I thought. Who's going to be doing the sloppy knobbing on my throbber. Uh oh, what type of clientele will approach my newly found gigoloness. Do I wear kinky boots to strut around in? Am I required to dye my hair green? Will my favorite word be fabulous? Do I have to buy a choker necklace and listen to Culture Club? Am I Too Sexy For My Shirt?! I think this might not be such a good idea. As these thoughts run though my head. I am relieved to read. My application has been submitted, but not posted. Then I see that my audience points towards possible female only prospectors. I am charged a small fee to prove I'm serious and not a fly by night. Well now, that's better. Only the women will be paying to be graced by my presence. That means I'll have nobody calling. Did I just go full circle? Should I continue the process and throw myself out there? What do you think?
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Who gives a fuck!!!
post in dudes, not chicks
fucking fag
I got the balls to try something easy as fuck that pays well. I'm comfortable in my sexuality and who I am. I have something huge that you don't have. It's called courage. You see it's simple. I don't care what other people think about me. I don't care what they say about me. As a matter of fact, what ever they think or say is non of my business. I'm confident enough to walk into any room not worried about what look like or if you like me or not. In the game of life you are the coward. You think insulting someone you don't know puts you in the right. You get to point me out while you enjoy 5 seconds of personal satisfaction on the account of others. Do you believe in God my friend? Do you know he knows all you do and think? Keep spreading little shots of hate towards your fellow people in his world. Let them all add up. What do you think your creator will think of you when he meets you? Will he be pleased? I know this. 1) I'm not gay. and, 2) He's pleased
I wrote you this letter. You are blessed. Thank him for that. Good day.
